The merchant dug a decent grave for the good horse that had been with him for many years, but his thin body could not drag the animal's cold body at all.

"What a bad luck, I'm a useless businessman! Dad, I should have listened to you and reorganized the circus to do a good job, at least not to be trapped in this hellish place! ”

"Trapped? No one is going to die here today, do you want to have a good hug with your old buddies? A girl's voice came from behind, and the merchant quickly wiped away his tears and stood up, only to see Vikiriko and his party standing in front of them with the surviving horses.

"Polis? Aisha? Thank you so much, my good fellows! The merchant couldn't hold back his tears and rushed to Vickyly, about to give her a hug.

"Hey, hey, it's dirty, I'm not letting you hold me, I mean your horse!" Vikily said in disgust, pushing the merchant away.

"According to what you said, we got the horse back, and the snake is not easy to deal with. So it's time for you to give us a ride as promised, right? Draenor quickly pulled the horse back a few steps.

"Ah, thank you, my friends! Yes, I'll take you out of here so I can leave this place and return to civilization. Until then, please help me bury my beloved Mahorly! The merchant pointed to the dead horse that had fallen by the grave.

Draenor shrugged his shoulders, walked over and grabbed the horse's hind hooves and threw it into the grave, then picked up the shovel next to the cart and buried it.

"Ah, very good my friend, you did me a great favor, you saved my life! I still have some goods left, if you need it on the way, please don't be restrained, just take it and use it! Your life is all yours! The merchant buried the dead horses and returned to the cart.

"This car is a bit small, so please squeeze it in the container! There is still a long way to go, and it is up to you to do so. The merchant tied up the two recovered horses and got into the carriage himself. He flicked the reins, and the carriage finally moved slowly along the mountain road.

Delaeno was so uncomfortable sitting on the carriage shelf that he had to tuck his legs into his arms to barely make room for Viklico and Jeanne.

"Well, Mr. Delaenau, don't be too restrained, we're partners, it's okay to squeeze a little." Jeanne blushed and said to Draenor. Just as Draenor was about to lie down next to Jeanne on all fours, he noticed Viklico, who was staring at him with a horrified gaze, huddled in the corner.

"Ah, it's okay, it's comfortable, just let me stay like this." Draenor broke out in a cold sweat and quickly withdrew his legs.

"By the way, what's your name? Glitter? Draenor digressed the subject and asked the merchant.

"Hmm...... Glori, sir, G-L-O-R-Y Glori. Glaut, the largest merchant in Hecheng. Glori, the merchant, carefully introduced her name.

"I'm embarrassed to say, I don't even want to add a 'one' suffix, this guy's confidence is not ordinary." Vicky thought to herself as she stared at the merchant dancing with the reins in his hands.

“Glory？ Sounds like a woman's name...... You speak good Messisaran, but you should be a foreigner like me, right? Draenor frowned, feeling a little awkward about the name.

"Yes, sir, I am from the great kingdom of Britton. Speaking of names, in my hometown, women should use similar names to be called Gloria, and it is normal for men to use the name Glori. Glori quickly explained.

Britton? Draenor knows this place, it is in the northwest corner of the continent of Aurorban, it is a typical island nation. The technology there is more advanced than that of the Yaridan Empire, the navigation skills are also first-class, and there are two outstanding writers.

"Oh, you said you were the biggest merchant in Hecheng...... It's quite famous. So what kind of business are you doing? Draenor continued.

"You've got the point, seasoning, I'm in the seasoning business. To put it mildly, I just won the contract for the largest hotel in the city, the Redwood Hotel, a week ago, and I have been the seasoning supplier of the Redwood Hotel for a year! My seasonings are selected from carefully selected ingredients from around the world, and Redwood Hotel can prove it! Glori boasted to herself.

Delaeno didn't know what to say for a moment, and he turned his gaze to Viklico, only to see that she was biting her lip and holding back no laughter. Vicky cleared her throat and followed Glori's words:

"Redwood Hotel? I haven't heard of it, can it compare to the food of the Imperial City? ”

"Can it be compared? You must be kidding me! Although I didn't enjoy the blessing of royal cuisine as a Canaanite, the Redwood Hotel, we're talking about the Redwood Hotel! Its décor, ambience, drinks, and food are absolutely top-notch!

Can you imagine sitting in a restaurant made entirely of mahogany and enjoying the treatment of an emperor for a small fee? Oh, my miss, I wish you had the opportunity to experience the atmosphere there, it will definitely be unforgettable! ”

The merchant waved his hands in a comical gesture in the air, and several times Draenor had to worry about whether he would fall out of the carriage. Vicky could hear Glori's praise and even regret that she hadn't met such a talent earlier, and it would have been a perfect fit to introduce him to the restaurant as a marketing executive!

"If you have a chance, I hope you can really take me to it once and have a good experience of the biggest and best hotel in Hecheng!" Vicky forced a smile and said kindly to Glori.

"Believe me, my noble lady, you will! The boss is an old acquaintance of mine! ”

Delano and Vicilli couldn't hold back any longer, and they bent down and laughed heartily with a "poof", and the merchant thought that the two young men were happy because they had the privilege of going to the mahogany restaurant, and they simply laughed heartily, and only poor Jeanne imagined with relish that she was sitting in the most luxurious restaurant in the city, enjoying all kinds of delicacies.

In this way, the merchant Gloria talked all the way, and waited until the afternoon to finally quiet down for a moment.

"Ah, another beautiful afternoon! In my hometown of Britton, it's usually time to have a cup of black tea and have a relaxing time. Glory sighed.

"Black tea? Is that stuff popular in your hometown? When Draenor heard the word "black tea", he remembered the leisurely time in the Redwood Hotel, and although his mind was full of doubts at that time, he had to admit that it was much more pleasant than the journey.

"Ah, very popular, our ship has opened a new course to the mysterious land of the East, where this magical foliage is home. Truth be told, I also provided some supplies to the Redwood Hotel. Now, except for the Imperial City, if you want to drink black tea, you can only go to the Redwood Hotel. The merchant said with a fluttering brow, unconsciously boasting again.

"Think about it, you only need to spend fifty herpes to enjoy the treatment of the Imperial City! It's a bit expensive, but the price I sold to the hotel was 45 hefpes a pack, and their price was reasonable. Grori continued.

"What? A pack can only make one pot of tea, a pot of tea is 400 milliliters, and you sell it for forty-five herpes? What a profiteer! Vickyrie was so angry that she almost jumped in front of the saddle and grabbed him by the neck.

It's no wonder that Vicky didn't have time to manage the hotel's purchase before, only knowing that there was an inexplicable shortage of more than 60,000 herberts, and she thought she had bought a boatload of tea.

"Oh, miss, please calm down! Take it easy, if I take you there, I'll be sure to talk about the price. Glori immediately comforted Vicky Ke and said.

"Yes, but you'll have to adjust the purchase price for that mahogany restaurant to five herpes in the future, and it's not a pack, it's a box!" Vicky yelled at Glori, almost grabbing his ear.

"Okay, okay! I don't know why, but if this can help you in any way, I'll lower the price, two herds and five cents, and two herds and five cents per bag of tea! Please be quiet! Glori was so frightened that she quickly covered her ears.

Apparently pleased with his self-lowering behavior, Vikli returned to the carriage and sat down with her legs crossed.

"That's like the words, it's not right to be a profiteer."

"You didn't adjust the price when he adjusted it, and I don't think you're qualified to say that......" Draenor rolled his eyes and smiled bitterly.